Chapter 4

Soon we reached the hospital. Because it was still early, there weren't a lot of patients and soon it got our turn. I had my blood drawn and we were told that we would be contacted in a week or two about the results.

As soon as we stepped outside, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I couldn't stand the smell of antiseptic or the weight of dread that pressed down on me—remnants of my trauma after losing our first child. We made our way to the car park. "Looks like you followed me here for no reason. I could've come by myself. Now you have to drive back home before going to work," I said.

"It's fine." I was a little shocked at his somewhat cold response, "..Are you angry?" I asked him. Walker opened the car doors with the remote, "Why? Should I be angry?" He asked back.

Answering my question with questions? He was angry. And I could guess why. Back at the red light, after I lied, he became quiet and he didn't say anything while we were in the doctor's office.

He rarely got mad and whenever we quarreled, it was always me losing my shit, and if he did, he hid it well and only focused on calming me down. But there was one thing that could push his buttons. Walker hated lies. That was one of the few things that could piss him off. And he wouldn't even explode in fits of anger, no. His way of showing it was through the silent treatment. But if he was very angry, he would leave the house till further notice.

I entered the car, leaving his question unanswered. The drive back home was shorter than that to the hospital. Walker stopped the car by the gate of the compound. As I was about to come down, he stopped me.

"Are you scared?" he asked directly, his gaze intense. His question shocked me a little. I rubbed my wrist nervously. "Scared of what?" I asked avoiding his stares. Walker sighed. "Stop lying." "I'm not lying," I shot back defensively. Why is he hung up on this?

Walker leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes for a moment, likely trying to steady his breathing. After a brief silence, he opened his eyes. His tone became softer, "Destiny. It's alright if you're scared, I'm terrified. And I just...don't want you to harbor these..feelings alone. I want you to talk to me."

'I want you to talk to me. I want to help you.' He's always been saying that since the beginning. But how could I tell him? I couldn't share my fears, knowing he would only let it be a burden to him.

Once had been enough. I couldn't put him through that again. Not now, not ever. I recalled how grief had turned me into someone unrecognizable, how I unleashed my anger and sorrow onto him. I remembered the nights I had blamed him while drunk and the sober arguments that followed. And he took it all without complaining.

But later he became guilt-ridden and crushed, convinced that he was the cause of my pain. That was how our marriage started falling apart. And even if it's too late, I want to at least try to protect what's left of it until one of us wears out.

Forcing a smile, I replied, "Okay."

Then I stepped out of the car and waved goodbye, turning quickly to head inside.

I could feel his eyes watching me. I wondered what face he was making.

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Moans filled the dark room. My back arched as he sucked and licked my right nipple. A wave of pleasure ran down my spine. At the same time, he slipped two long slender fingers into the place between my legs, drawing a sharp breath from me. The pit of my stomach swirled with heat as he pumped them in and out.

My breath grew heavier as he added a third finger. I moaned with each thrust, compelling him to go faster, "Walker...please...wait!~" I felt my brain turning to mush and my body trembled uncontrollably.

"Oh god!" I exclaimed. The heat rose in my belly. Walker watched me through hooded eyes as his lips switched from my breasts to my belly button, then up to my neck. He spread my legs apart when I tried to close them.

White clouded my vision and I threw my head back, and incoherent words tangled in moans spilled from my parted lips. I came undone in his arms.

Walker kissed my face and rubbed me gently as I rode high, then he took his fingers out.

Through my wet lashes, I watched him lick his fingers while maintaining eye contact with me. God, he was sexy. Every move he made exuded a storm that could not be calmed. Walker ran a hand through his disheveled hair, "You can't be the only one having all the fun." And with that, he pushed himself inside of me.

I woke up gasping. My body trembled and tingled with each breath. I knew it was just a dream, or rather, my memory haunting me as dreams. Still, it felt like I had experienced it all over again due to the wetness between my legs.

Checking the time, it was some minutes past nine pm. Lately, I had been feeling more tired and started going to bed early. Even though the test result wasn't out, I knew that I was pregnant. The symptoms were the same as my first time. But I didn't want to be too confident since it could be something else.

"For crying out loud Destiny, you're almost thirty, how can you be having such...lewd dreams?" I mumbled to myself, embarrassed. I rubbed my neck, which felt sore, and stretched my limbs. With a sigh, I threw the covers off my body and headed to the bathroom.

Just as I opened the door, I was stunned to see a naked Walker coming out of the shower compartment. Both of us froze in our spots. Walker not seemingly embarrassed rubbed a towel through his hair, "Oh you're awake. I hope I didn't wake you.." he kept talking but I could barely hear him over the drumming of my own heart.

Believe me, I tried to keep my eyes glued to his chest, but it was getting hard to stay still. 'I. I should leave!' I thought and was about to back out, then, "Hm? Destiny? Are you listening?" Walker bent to my eye level. I looked up and realized that he was now standing very close to me.

Don't look down.

Don't look down.

Don't look down.

I kept repeating it in her head, and unfortunately, I did. You might be wondering, "Why is she overreacting so much? They're married, so they're used to seeing each other's unclothed bodies." However, a certain dream had left me feeling both embarrassed and overstimulated, causing memories to flood back at lightning speed.

In a fit of panic, I pushed his face away and ran off screaming, "You pervert!"

I watched, mortified, as Walker emerged from the room, fully dressed. He found me in the living room, munching on chips and trying to distract myself from the awkwardness.

"Have you had dinner yet?" he asked, but I didn't respond. I couldn't bear to look at him, not after what had just happened.

Walker stood in front of me, hands on his hips. "Hey, I'm talking to you." I turned my face away, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks.

"I've already had dinner," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

Walker's eyes narrowed. "Why are you blushing? It's not the first time you've seen me naked. No need to be embarrassed." He laughed, and I felt my face grow even hotter.

I glared at him. "I'm not blushing, and why are you mentioning that? Who says I'm embarrassed?" I retorted, trying to sound convincing.

Walker clicked his teeth. "And yet you call me a pervert. Only God knows what you're thinking about." He shook his head and walked into the kitchen.

I followed him, feeling a mix of emotions. "I'm not thinking about anything. Why are you even home early? I was shocked."

Walker opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. "I'm always home by this time, you just don't know that 'cause you're always asleep when I return."

As he drank, I found myself staring at him, mesmerized by the way the light danced across his features. His lips curled around the bottle's rim, and his throat moved in slow, sensual motion. I felt my heart skip a beat.

When I looked back up, I realized he had caught me staring. Walker's gaze locked onto mine, and the air thickened with tension. His grin was slow, deliberate.

He dropped the empty bottle on the counter and walked toward me slowly. "Destiny, we've been married for four years. Stop staring and ask for what you want."

My heart was racing. "What thing?" I asked in a hushed tone, holding my breath as he tucked my hair behind my ear.

Walker's voice was low and seductive. "I don't know. You tell me. You've been acting strange since earlier, and I don't believe you're giving mixed signals."

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he leaned in close. His chestnut hair framed his breathtakingly handsome face in tousled waves. His captivating grey eyes sparkled with warmth and desire.

Walker cupped my face and laid his lips on mine gently. He gauged my reaction, and when he didn't see any opposition, he kissed me again, deeply this time. I felt a rush of emotions. I wasn't sure how to respond. But as Walker's lips moved against mine, I felt myself melting into the kiss, letting go of my uncertainties.